Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Then he took out the thick blanket that Feng He used at noon from his bag and spread it on the stone slab.

Then he carried Feng He up.

The horse twisted its body, and the bag on its body rose and fell with its own rhythm.

Cen Feiyu untied the bag and ten fat rabbits twisted around inside.

The scene was one big mess of fluff.

Cen Feiyu looked at the thick fur on the rabbits and silently brought the whole litter of rabbits to Feng He.

Then a circle of rabbits appeared around Fenghe's body.

This is simply a natural rabbit fur quilt.

But Feng He was feeling extremely hot at the moment and could not enjoy the softness and comfort of the quilt at all.

He climbed on Cen Feiyu again.

The pair of petal-like lips began to become naughty again.

Cen Feiyu was tortured by him and didn't know what to do. He shrank his hands and opened them, not knowing where to put them.

"It's so hot, why do I feel so uncomfortable? Cen Feiyu, please help me quickly!"

Feng He felt dizzy and angry, so she pinched Cen Feiyu's nose. However, his whole body was soft, so he didn't use much force, and it didn't hurt at all.

But Cen Feiyu was stiff all over, with a dazed look on his face. Feng He...what did she call him just now?

He obviously never revealed his real name.

Cen Feiyu narrowed his eyes and pinched Feng He's chin to make him look at himself.

He said in a deep voice: "Feng He, why did you call me 'Cen Feiyu' just now?"

Feng He was confused and asked, "Why? Isn't your name Cen Feiyu?"

Cen Feiyu looked at Feng He with deep eyes, the color of his pupils was a bottomless black, as if one could easily become addicted to it.

"What's your name then? Has it always been Feng He?"

Cen Feiyu's question was meaningful, but to Feng He, whose mind was not clear, it just sounded like a very straightforward sentence.

"Yes, you can call me Feng He."

After a long silence, Cen Feiyu's breathing became increasingly heavy.

"Feng He, what are you doing now?"

Cen Feiyu's voice became inexplicably hoarse, and his large hands, which were full of calluses from martial arts training, stroked Feng He's lips.

Until the pink lips are rubbed to be bright and tempting.

Feng He's eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at Cen Feiyu with some confusion.

"I didn't do anything, why am I feeling so bad?"

Cen Feiyu pressed Feng He's powdery face against his own. Feng He felt cool immediately and stretched his toes comfortably.

"So comfortable."

Feng He murmured unconsciously.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I want to be cooler." Feng He's throat was almost dried out, and her body temperature was unusually high.

Cen Feiyu looked at Feng He who was not in a good condition. He said silently and cherishingly: "Feng He, I think I love you very much now. Are you willing to be my husband and wife?"

Cen Feiyu's deep eyes have always been indifferent and emotionless, but at this moment, these eyes are full of affection, as if they contain a lot of love that will overflow if one is not careful.

When Feng He heard the word "husband and wife", he frowned and immediately said, "No! I want to be the queen, and I can only be husband and wife with the emperor."

Cen Feiyu frowned upon hearing this. Feng He usually treated Wen Renli very differently...

Cen Feiyu tried hard to endure the pain of jealousy burning in his heart. He tried to calm his tone and asked, "Do you like Wen Renli or do you just want to be the queen?"

Feng He frowned. What's the point of beating around the bush? He said directly: "Anyway, I must become the queen!"

Cen Feiyu felt better. Fortunately, Feng He was most likely just trying to become the queen and didn't necessarily want Wen Renli.

"I can also make you the queen. Can you give me a chance?"

Cen Feiyu brought Feng He over, held him up, looked up at him and asked.

Feng He looked at Cen Feiyu and answered the question irrelevantly, saying automatically, "It's so hot."

Unfortunately, Feng He was no longer clear at this time and could not give Cen Feiyu the answer he wanted to hear.

"Miss, the terrain here is unknown. We don't know how long we have been walking. The people from the academy may not be able to find us. The effects of your medicine... we can't delay any longer."

Cen Feiyu looked at her beautiful face which was more attractive than usual tonight because of the drugs, and said in a dry voice.

"I am sorry... Your Highness..."

Cen Feiyu could only help Feng He to neutralize the effects of the medicine. The medicine was very strong. If allowed to develop unchecked, Feng He might die from dehydration.

When Cen Feiyu was halfway through the peeling process, he discovered something was wrong.

Then there was another long silence.

"Ah."

After an unknown amount of time, a pleasant chuckle was heard.

"It turns out that the young lady is not a young lady, but a young master."

"But even if you are a young master, I will make you the queen."

"I must be the first one to know besides the Marquis and his wife..."

This night was half comfortable and half painful for Feng He.

Because in fact, the medicinal properties had already been eliminated the first time.

The rest...is entirely because of Cen Feiyu!

Feng He didn't feel cold at all when she slept in the cave at night because she was sweating all the time.

Then after he stopped, there were fat rabbits surrounding him, serving as a warm bed for him, not to mention Cen Feiyu, the big stove, holding him.

When Feng He woke up the next morning, she was too scared to face Cen Feiyu. Fortunately, Cen Feiyu seemed to have gone out to find food.

Feng He had a blank expression on her face, but in fact she was at a loss.

"System, system, something like this happened, how should I deal with it?"

Feng He asked the system awkwardly.

[She slapped him twice and said, "How can a lowly servant like you be worthy of me? I warn you, you'd better not tell anyone about this, or I'll make you pay!"]

Feng He: “…” Her face was disheveled in the wind, so embarrassing.

Cen Feiyu came back with some roasted chicken legs.

Feng He immediately frowned, pretending to be disgusted, and said in a merciless voice: "If you dare to tell anyone about what happened last night, I will never forgive you!"

Cen Feiyu's face, which was originally full of tenderness, froze, but he quickly restrained himself and remained gentle: "Don't worry, I won't tell you."

Feng He didn't dare to look at Cen Feiyu, he said again: "How can a lowly servant like you be worthy of me! I want to be the queen!"

Cen Feiyu restrained his expression, looked at Feng He and said seriously: "I will make you the queen."

Feng He seemed to be possessed by a drama spirit. He said aggressively: "Oh, just you? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the future emperor, and you are just a servant!"

Cen Feiyu knew that he couldn't convince Feng He, so he stopped replying.

"Let's have breakfast first. Eating chicken legs in the morning might be a bit greasy. Maybe grilled fish would be better."

Feng He then discovered that there was a skewer of golden roasted fish in Cen Feiyu's other hand.

Feng He didn't want to be mean to his stomach. He picked up the steaming hot grilled fish and started eating it in small bites.

It’s delicious!

After breakfast, Cen Feiyu took Feng He to find the way back.

Feng He was very tired. He sat on the horse's back, playing with a rabbit in his arms, while Cen Feiyu led the horse in front.

They let the other rabbits go. After all, it was impossible to bring so many rabbits back to the Marquis' Mansion.